I struggled if I should include some things in the post about what happened in San Juan. I want to hold on to the memories, but at the same time, don’t know if I should. I met a really nice…
How NOT to cross the border at night – Nicaragua to Costa Rica
This is a memory I wish I didn’t have. As I was flying out of Liberia, Costa Rica, I had to make my way over the border so that I could catch an early-morning flight. I had decided, after two…
¿dónde está Nicaragua?
I’ve travelled by myself before. I left to go on exchange in Italy with two suitcases and the email message of a former classmate, indicating which train to take to Trento from the Verona station. I had directions to the…